[IC] Mistletoe continuations/new threads

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[mind_over_metal]

Yes.

*rests a hand on Leto's shoulder*

[goddamnemperor]

[lightly thumbs Charles' lips]

I don't have the desire to hurt anyone, though it lives in me, black and lonely. But sometimes I look at you and I think there's no one I would hurt more.

I won't. But it's there.

[mind_over_metal]

The fact that you won't is not something that I take for granted. So I do... appreciate it, I suppose.

[goddamnemperor]

I doubt you'll ever take anything for granted again, Charles.

[leans to kiss him]

[mind_over_metal]

*meets him as much as physicality allows, hand still resting on Leto's shoulder, his fingers touching skin and wormskin, as he kisses him with a softness that speaks of thought and restraint*

[goddamnemperor]

[tips your head slightly up, fingers in your hair]

[mind_over_metal]

*and he's always been short and he did get a little bit of experience when he arrived here in July, but still, the whole approach is different, looking up at such a dramatic angle and not having a choice in the matter. it's uncomfortable and as Charles lets himself be guided, his hands slide from above and at Leto's shoulders, down his arms, to where they hope to find a place to stay. the courteous cover is still there, but there's a glimmer of a brighter, more aggressive impulse underneath.*

[goddamnemperor]

[he laughs, breaking them apart for a moment]

You don't think I can see the way you hide yourself? Proper, prim, Charles Xavier. There's no need for that, here.

[mind_over_metal]

I prefer to think of it as courteousness.

[goddamnemperor]

Then think of it as a chance to let go. You'll get precious few as time moves on.

[mind_over_metal]

...the choice is yours.

*his grip slides from Leto's arm to around the back of his neck, the motion catching slightly on both Leto's wormskin and the scrapes on Charles's own hand, and pulls him more firmly down to Charles's level for their mouths to meet again*

[goddamnemperor]

[chuckles, leaning down, his back curving and he kisses back, honest, fervent, demanding]

[mind_over_metal]

*a smile curves over his lips as well, as his openness and giving burns, consumes just as much as Leto's demands. there's a spark of mischief in him, in the way that his other hand plays its way around to Leto's back, but in the way that enhances his thoroughly physical sincerity rather than undercuts it.*

[goddamnemperor]

[his back is covered in worm-skin, which breaths under Charles' touches]

[mind_over_metal]

*his hand pauses at the initial sensation, then slowly starts to explore, as though fascinated, soaking up every moment of this new experience*

[goddamnemperor]

[it's hard to his touch, rising and fall, wrinkled and rough]

[mind_over_metal]

*spreads his fingers over Leto's back, just letting itself be moved, while in contrast, the kiss starts to press deeper*

[goddamnemperor]

[smiles into the kiss, relaxing]

[mind_over_metal]

*fed by the positive reaction, he continues to explore his mouth, the kiss's lack of apparent brute force belying its relentlessness.*

[goddamnemperor]

[you may pick up on the fact that his teeth are fangs]

[mind_over_metal]

*I may not be bothered by this at all and may in fact find it to be a bit of a turn-on*

[goddamnemperor]

[you and your boyfriend, honestly]

[mind_over_metal]

Is it really so hard to understand?

[goddamnemperor]

No one has ever liked my skin, my changes. No one was supposed to.

[mind_over_metal]

Including yourself.